The Gloom In The Corner - Love II: A Walk Amongst The Poppy Fields (Visualiser)

Chapter 12 of the new LP ‘Royal Discordance’, out now via ‪@SharpToneRecords‬ Purchase/Stream: https://bfan.link/royal-discordance Subscribe: https://smarturl.it/SharpToneRecs PRODUCED by Jonathan Dolese and The Gloom In The Corner MIXED & MASTERED by Jonathan Dolese ADDITIONAL VOICE ACTING by Raine Alexandra ALBUM ARTWORK by Sam Mayle ADDITIONAL FOOTAGE by Colin Jeffs, Shades of Blue Media, Cian Marangos, Art & Zip Ties – – – “My darling Sherlock, If you’re reading this letter, it means I didn’t make it. I just pray that I didn’t die in vain stopping the king, and I hope I didn’t die alone. The words that I’ve written, I hope you carry with you; help you remember us and how much I cherish you. And I hope you hold them in your heart, and help guide you on the path you think you must now travel alone. But my darling, you’ll never be alone; I’ll always be with you.” Do you hear me now: Through every bird that crows and wind that howls? Do you feel me from the sun that casts away the rain, that cuts through the shadows, keeping the dark at bay? From where we lie, with all our friends, Who died by my side; you keep them alive Until the Gods tells you it’s time. Take a walk with me Through the poppy fields, Where we can rest, Where you can rest your head. Because where we’d lie Is where hope stands high. And our hearts live on Through everyone, but not now… You dry your eyes and keep your head held high. Shed all the black, and dress me in white, And dance in the rays with a smile upon your face… What a beautiful sight, to be loved as loud as the stars that shine so bright. Let them guide you how I was taken beyond the veil to where I lie… With all our friends, Side by side, they wish you the best… As you walk with me Through the poppy fields. Where I now rest; Where you can rest your head. Because where I lie Is where hope stands high. And my heart lives on Through everyone, but not mine. “The pain you must feel, weighing heavy upon your head. Embrace it; if but for a moment. But I hark back to a time once simpler, where the words – though more final now – mean more than what they once did.” "Bury the guilt, bury the pain You remind me of God In the devilish of ways." (Bury the guilt, bury the pain You remind me of God In the devilish of ways.) Is there a hole in your chest where my head used to lay? Is there a light in the dark where I'd promised I'd stay? I know your heart aches at the foot of my grave, So cradle my bones, should death take me away. Bury the guilt, bury the pain. You will always be my God, So until we meet again.” – – – “So, I guess we’ve reached the end of my tale. I had written Sherlock a letter in the chance I didn’t make it, I suppose that’s what this chapter entails; my final expression of love to not just him, but to all of you my darlings. I’m sorry this story doesn’t have a happier ending for you, but when do any of our stories get one? I gave GLOOM the responsibility of writing these anecdotes should I not make it; I hope those bards told my tale in the way they do best. What comes next - that responsibility remains on those who survived. Just know I will always be with you in what you face next, and maybe some day we’ll see each other again, my darlings. With love, from your Molotov Queen of Misanthropy, Clara Carne PS: Sherlock has this idea of putting me in a glass coffin like some mystical fantasy princess should I die - does he not know that will cook my body under the sun and turn me into beef jerky if that were to happen? I didn’t spend all that time and money on face cleansers and cream to have that happen. If he follows through with this, please hit him for me.” – – – Follow The Gloom In The Corner on social media: Facebook: / tgitcband Instagram: @thegloominthecornvr Twitter: / tgitcband #metalcore #metal #thegloominthecorner #breakdown